Date: Fri, 26 Jun 1998 22:24:02 PDT
From: Chip Dip <chipdyp@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jason & Taylor Segment II

	The following program contains material suited for a mature audience.
If you are not over 18 you should be leaving now.  Of course I can't control
you and neither can anyone else really.  This story is entirely false
except for the true parts.  This is the second segment of this story and I
highly recommend reading the first segment which can be found in the Nifty
Archive.  And now for our feature presentation.  Viewer Discretion is
advised...


Jason & Taylor -Segment II	

by:  Chip Dyp  (chipdyp@hotmail.com)


CHAPTER	4

	I awoke the next morning with a slight headache.  I had gotten my first
blow job, but the guy who had given it to me had lied about his age and his
dad had caught us.  I was lucky that I wasn't in jail for any number of
crimes.  I wasn't even sure what I could be charged with.  Contributing to
the delinquency of a minor, stat rape, the options weren't pretty.  Damn,
the blow job had felt so good though.

	I rolled out of bed, grabbed a pair of boxers off the floor and slipped
into them.  My cock was soft and I hoped it would stay that way for a
while.  It wouldn't be seeing anything but solo action for a while.  I
flipped open my Powerbook and dialled up my ISP.  I checked my email.
Nothing.  Nothing screams loser like checking your email and finding
nothing.  I opened up Netscape and perused my regular sites.  Nothing new.
I sighed to myself.  No mail, nothing new on the net.  It was shaping up to
be a banner day.  I thought for a few seconds and then typed in the URL for
the Nifty Archive.  I hoped that there would be something new.  Maybe even
a new segment for one of the multipart stories that I read.  Nothing.  I
shook my head and closed my connection to the net.

	I decided I was going to go back to bed.  There was no reason to be
awake.  I yawned a little and I slid my feet under the blanket.  Just as I
had gotten comfortable in the bed, the phone rang.  I sighed to myself.  It
never fails.  I get in bed and then the phone rings.  I scampered across
the room to the phone and grabbed the receiver.

	"Uh huh."

	"Hey babe.  So how was last night?"

	I groaned out loud.  It would have to be Jennifer.  "Listen Jen, I don't
really want to talk about it right now.  I'm just gonna go back to sleep
for the day."

	"I'm on my way over.  You aren't gonna weasel out of a story that easily."

	"Jen," I started and then stopped when I heard the click of the phone
being hung up.  I sighed to myself, and unlocked the door.  I walked back
to the bed and slipped back under the covers.  There was no stopping
Jennifer.  She wouldn't be happy until I had a boyfriend.

	It took Jen a little over two minutes to get to my room and I heard her
bang on my door.

	"It's open."

	Jen walked into the room wearing her customary 'it's a Saturday morning'
sweats and t-shirt and closed the door behind her.  She went to my desk,
grabbed my chair and carried it over to my bed where she finally sat down.

	"So what happened?"  She asked with a twinkle in her eye.

	"In a nutshell.  His dad walked in while we were giving each other blow
jobs.  His dad informed me that Jason is only 17.  We watched a movie and
then Jason said it would probably be better if I left.  End of story."

	"Please tell me you are joking."

	"Uh uh.  That's the whole sordid truth.  His dad was really good about
it.  I don't think I am going to get arrested or anything."

	"Well, that's a definite bonus," Jennifer said with sarcasm dripping from
her words, "Oh well, you now have to get back up on the dating horse and
start looking again."

	"Can I at least wait a week before I answer another bloody personal ad.
I mean I know that I have little dating experience but I'd like to think
that I am not so desperate that I have to bounce from personal ad date to
personal ad date."

	"All right.  But you are not spending the day in bed.  That's not
healthy.  How about you, me and Daniel go to the mall, do a little
shopping, see a movie, and then go out for supper?"

	"I don't want to be a fifth wheel."

	"Hey, come on now.  Dan likes you just as much as I do.  You should tell
him that you are gay."

	"Not right now thank you."

	"The decision is yours.  I won't say anything."

	"Thanks.  All right let's go to the mall.  I have to get a few things anyway."

	"Cool, you're driving."

	"Seeing as neither you nor Dan have a car that is to be expected."

	"One hour then out in front of Place Riel?"

	"How about one hour, in front of the Louis?  Then we don't have to walk
as far to Z Lot."

	"Okay, one hour in front of the faculty club.  That way we are waiting in
a nice central spot."

	I shook my head and laughed a little.  "Fine.  One hour in front of the
faculty club."

	Jen walked out of the room and pulled the door closed behind her.  The
more I thought about it the more going to the mall sounded like a good
idea.  It would get me out of the room and I could look for some new CD's
and get some toiletries which I was running out of.  Besides, I could
probably check out some cute guys in the mall.

	I rolled out of my bed and grabbed my towel, shaving kit and robe and
went to the bathroom for my daily shower.  My favourite shower wasn't being
used to my delight, so I walked into the stall closing the door behind me.
I turned the water on and was rewarded with a forceful spray of very warm
water.  Smiling to myself, I jumped into the shower.  The warm water ran
down my body working it's way over my pasty white skin.  Turning a full 360
degrees, I allowed the spray to work it's way over every part of my body.
It felt so good.  I lowered my head into the stream of water and allowed my
hair to absorb all the water it could.  I grabbed the bottle of shampoo and
squirted a dollop into my hand.  The cool shampoo oozed it's way down my
head until I kneaded it into my scalp.  My cock woke up while I was
shampooing and it quickly hardened.  I rinsed the shampoo out of my hair
and then grabbed the bottle again.  A dollop of shampoo fell into my hand
and I used it to lube my cock as I began masturbating.  My strokes were
slow but firm.  Using my other arm to brace myself against the wall, I went
to work on my cock.  It didn't take long before my cock started spasming
and shot out a load of my special sauce.  I rinsed the shampoo out of my
pubes and quickly finished my shower.

	After I towelled off, I gathered all my stuff together and walked out of
the shower stall.  I finished off my daily cleaning ritual and headed to my
room refreshed and ready to face the day.  Once I got back to my room I
hung up my robe and picked out some clothes.  The weather channel was
predicting a beautiful sunny day, so I decided that shorts and a t-shirt
would be suitable attire for the day.  I pulled on a pair of briefs and my
jean shorts and a clean t-shirt.  I cast a quick glance at my watch and saw
that I was very early.  I grabbed my sunglasses and decided to go see if
Dan was ready to go.  I walked out of my room and after checking to see
that my door was locked, walked towards the stairs.  I slowly made my way
up the stairs to the second floor of the residence building.  I knocked on
Dan's door and heard him yell come in.

	I opened the door and was surprised to see Dan standing in the middle of
the room buck naked and sporting a massive hard on.  "Hey Babe--oh shit."

	I started howling as Dan grabbed his towel off the floor and attempted to
cover himself up.  "Were you expecting someone else or are you just happy
to see me?"

	"The one time you are early and I decide to be goofy and answer the door
naked for Jen."

	"I know what you guys were gonna do.  You dirty perverts," I stuck out my
tongue at Dan and kept laughing at him.

	"Yeah, well, at least I'm getting some."

	"And how do you know I'm not?"

	"Well you got some last night, but one blow job hardly counts--," Dan
stopped quickly realising that he had said something he shouldn't have
said.

	My eyes bugged out and I just looked at Dan.  How the fuck did he know I
had gotten a blow job last night--unless Jen told him.  And if Jen told him
about me getting a blow job then he probably knew I was gay.  My face
blanched and I felt this need to get out of the room.  I spun around
quickly and ran out of the room.  Dan tried chasing after me, but I was
down the stairs and into the basement before he had a chance to catch me.
He wasn't going to chase me through Place Riel in a towel either.  I
slipped into the crowd of students that were in the tunnels and
disappeared.

	I made my way into Place Riel Student Centre using the tunnels and headed
for the front doors.  I walked towards Z lot where my car was parked.  I
had no idea where I was going or what I was going to do.  If Dan knew my
secret how many others knew.  I ran across College Drive ignoring the
traffic.  I was lucky that there wasn't much around, or I could've been hit
so easily.  Once in Z lot, I found my car and thrust the key into the door
lock.  I opened the door and jumped in.  I started the car, gunned the
engine and backed out of my parking spot.  I had no idea where I wanted to
go or what I wanted to do.  I slammed the car into drive and headed out
onto the road and started driving.

	I drove for about an hour just listening to the radio station play music.
After I almost had my third accident of the afternoon, I pulled into a
mall parking lot and shut the car off.  I sat in the silent car for a
little over half an hour just thinking and running all sorts of ridiculous
thoughts through my head.  I must have closed my eyes because I was
awakened by a police officer tapping on my window.  My eyes snapped open
and I heard the officer ask me to step out of my vehicle.

	I slowly opened the door to my car and kept my arms visible the entire
time.  I stood beside the door of my car and looked at the officer as he
examined me.

	"Have you been drinking sir?"

	"Huh, I mean no."

	"If we search your car are we going to find any illegal substances or
other contraband items?"

	"No."

	Of course being the ever suspicious people that they are, the cops took a
look through my car examining ever little crevice and hiding spot looking
for evidence of illegal activities.  I also got to take a breathalyzer
test.

	"Okay kid, why you were sleeping in the car?"

	"I just fell asleep.  I just felt a little tired but I wasn't intending
to fall asleep in the parking lot."

	The police officer just nodded.  "All right, either you take the car home
and have a nap or you go shopping in the stores here.  The owner of the
mall doesn't like cars loitering on the parking lot."

	"Yes, officer.  I have to pick up a few items.  Sorry about the trouble."

	The officer gave me a cursory nod before he and his partner went back to
their cruiser and went about their important police business.  I shook the
remaining cobwebs out of my head and walked towards the mall entrance.  I
searched my memory for a list of items that I needed, and then went about
finding them in the drug store.  I grabbed a tube of toothpaste, a bottle
of shampoo, and a bottle of hair spray.  I paused for a moment trying to
think if I needed anything else.  I was pretty sure I didn't, so I headed
to the till and paid for my purchases with my bank card.

	I was walking out of the store using the mall exit when I heard my name
being called.  I froze for a second wondering who it was until I realised
it was Jeremy.  I walked towards Jeremy and we talked for a bit about the
experiment we had to do next week.  His girlfriend was standing beside him
rolling her eyes while we talked about things that didn't interest her in
the slightest.  She was very good looking, and so was Jeremy.  I made an
excuse that I had to go and get some work done and we parted ways.  I made
my way back to the exit of the mall, and walked out to my car.

	Once I got to my car I realised I had nothing to do.  I had to go
somewhere besides home.  My options were limited though.  I didn't really
feel like a movie and I hated going to the bar myself.  I thought about it
for a while and realised that I didn't really want to do anything that
required a whole lot of activity or brain work.  I grabbed the map of
Saskatoon that I had and took a look at it hoping that it would provide me
with some idea as to where I could go.  Then it dawned on me.  I could go
to the big mega bookstore, sit in their coffee room and sip on a latte
while I read a book.

     I made my way to the bookstore and the parking gods smiled upon me as
I got a spot reasonably close to the main entrance.  I parked the car,
locked the doors and walked into the store.  I made my way over to the
computer section and looked for a book that I was interested in getting,
something that would make for easy reading and that would be useful.  Of
course, aside from the usual how-to and For Dummies books there was nothing
to be found.  I sighed to myself and thought for a moment.  Well, now what.
I had a flash of inspiration and walked over to the fiction section and
looked for the 'C' section.  I found the book I wanted.  Microserfs by
Douglas Coupland.  I had started the book and enjoyed what I had read, but
I hadn't had time to finish the book before I had to return it to my
friend.

	I walked up to the line at the tills and paid for the book before I
walked to the coffee shop.  I ordered my coffee at the counter and after
paying for it, I walked over to a big comfortable chair in the corner and
sat down.  I soon became engrossed in the book.  Coupland had a way with
his characters which kept me reading.  I kept reading and reading, hardly
touching my coffee before it chilled and became undrinkable.  I was
surprised when the young man who had served me my coffee came over and
tapped me on the shoulder to tell me that they were closing and that I'd
have to leave.

	"I'm sorry, I must have missed the PA messages."

	"That's all right sir.  There is nothing like becoming so enthralled in a
book to take away the rest of the world."

	He called me sir.  I instantly felt so old.  I smiled and thanked the
young man and headed for the main exit.  After going through the security
gates without setting off the alarm, I walked out into the nearly empty
parking lot towards my car.  The air had chilled, and you could tell that
winter in all its fury would be here soon.  I shivered momentarily and once
I was in the car I turned the heat on full.  I sat in the car for a moment
allowing myself to warm up and to think.  Now where do I go?  I still
didn't want to head back to rez, although I knew that I would have to go
there eventually.  I thought about calling up some friends but then I
realised it was 8:55 and my friends would all have plans by now.  My
stomach rumbled and I decided to grab a bite to eat and then go home.

	After picking up a double whopper with cheese and a large onion rings, I
drove back to the University of Saskatchewan residences.  I parked my car
in a parking spot and crossed the road back to the main part of the
university.  There were a large number of students lined up waiting to get
into the student pub, Louis, but there was no one I recognised.  I opened
the security door to my building and walked down the hallway to my room.  I
opened the door to my room and saw that the message light on my machine was
blinking furiously.  I left the room lights off and sat down in front of my
Powerbook.  It's monitor would provide more than enough light to eat by and
as an added bonus wouldn't alert anyone to the fact that I was home.  I
turned down the volume on the answering machine and started playing back my
messages.

	*BEEP*

	*Taylor it's Dan, Call me when you get in please.  No matter what time
you get home.*

	*BEEP*

	*Taylor pick up.  Pick up Taylor.  Taylor this is Jen.  Call me when you
get in.*

	*BEEP*

	*Hi Taylor it's Jason.  I really need to talk to you.  If you get home
before 11 pm please call.  Thanks.*

	*BEEP*

	*Taylor it's Jen again.  I know you are angry with me but I really need
to talk to you.  Please don't do anything stupid and call me the moment you
get in.*

	*BEEP*

	*Taylor it's your mom.  I'll call you back tomorrow morning before
church, so stay off the internet until you get my call.*

	*BEEP*

	*Taylor, Jen here.  Are you just ignoring the phone?  Look, I'm sorry I
told Dan, but we shouldn't do this over the phone.  Call me please.*

	*BEEP*

	*Jen, again.  Taylor please call me back.*

	*BEEP*

	*Taylor it's Dan again.  Call me please.*

	*END OF MESSAGES*

	After I erased all the messages, I opened the bag containing my supper
and began eating.  I wasn't going to call Jen or Dan tonight.  I just
didn't want to talk to them right now.  I knew it was the cowardly thing to
do, but I didn't care.  I finished off my burger and the onion rings and
sat for a moment just gathering my thoughts.  I looked at the clock and I
decided that my parents wouldn't be in bed quite yet, so I called them up.

	After one of the least pleasurable phone calls in recent memory, I was so
depressed.  My mom had nagged, and guilt tripped her way through my entire
life.  I shouldn't have called, why aren't I doing better in school, who
was I going out with, why was I drinking so much, and why hadn't I gone
home at Thanksgiving.  I hated the way she would twist the screws and try
to control me.  Avoiding my mom's control was the reason I hadn't gone home
at Thanksgiving.  If I had gone home at Thanksgiving it would've turned
into this screaming match where someone would have gotten hurt.

	I went to my fridge and grabbed a beer.  I looked at it for a second and
then put it back.  I went to my closet and reached into a spot that was
well hidden.  I reached in and pulled out my stash of pot.  I sat quietly
rolling a joint.  No one knew that I smoked pot on occasion, except for one
friend who was my supplier.  After I finished rolling my joint, I pulled on
a wind breaker and a pair of jeans.  I took the freshly rolled joint and
hid it in a little rip in the hem of the coat.  I opened my door and peered
out.  There was no one in the hallway.  I locked my door and walked to the
exit.  I was gonna go smoke my joint out by the art garden.  The university
had a bunch of metal art that was in an out of the way place.  Very few
people hung around there, and the Campus Cops didn't frequent the area.
The perfect place to smoke a joint.

	Once I had finally arrived at the art garden, I sat down behind one of
the pieces of art so that I was hidden from the road.  I lit up the joint
and enjoyed the effects that the grass was having on my body.  I toked off
the joint for five minutes, until the pot was almost gone.  I looked at the
roach for a second and then tossed it.  The view from the art garden was
beautiful.  The university was built along the Saskatchewan River and the
art garden was built on a slight rise.  From where I was sitting I could
look out across the downtown area.  I could make out the river and some of
the major buildings by the light of the stars and the moon.  The sky was
clear.  It was so romantic.  I wished I had someone with whom I could share
this beauty.  I sat there thinking about my life and how unhappy I was.  I
had never had a girlfriend or a boyfriend.  I was feeling as though there
was nobody out there who would love me.

	I began thinking about Jason.  He was so young.  I was so old.  He was
graduating high school this year.  I was graduating university this year.
There were so many differences between us, but I loved him.  His smile was
infectious, and my body had tingled throughout our short time together.
"But he is underage," my conscience screamed, "Everything that you do with
him makes you more perverse."

	I was surprised to find that I had begun to cry.  My emotions were
running wild, but I managed to keep quiet.  The pack of smokes that I had
bought a month ago called out to me, so I retrieved the pack from my jacket
pocket.  I wasn't a heavy smoker but I needed one now.  The cigarette felt
good between my lips and I inhaled as I lit the dry cigarette.  A lungful
of the acrid smoke poured down my throat and I had to suppress the urge to
cough.  I exhaled the smoke and watched as the smoke particles drift away
as they were blown apart by thewind.  I took another drag of smoke and
held it in my lungs for a few seconds.  The smoke poured out, as my lungs
began screaming for relief from the toxins with which I had been poisoning
my body.  I looked at the lit cigarette.  My tears had dried up and I
started laughing at the thought of something so small being so dangerous.
I inhaled another lungful of smoke and then quickly coughed it out.  My
body tried to protect itself from the smoke but I didn't give it a chance.
Inhaling another pull off the cigarette, I fought the urge to cough out the
smoke.  I slowly exhaled trying to keep the stream of breath steady.  The
warmth of the cherry could be felt on my hand and I decided I really didn't
want anymore.  I stood up and tossed the cigarette to the ground.  After
grinding the cigarette into the ground I began walking back to my residence
building.

	I didn't pass anyone walking the campus.  A quick look at my watch told
me that it was quarter after ten.  The cool night air had chilled my body
and I started shivering.  I sped up my pace and hurried back to my
building.  The security door opened easily and I hurried down the hallway
to my room.  Just as I was slipping the key into the lock on my door I
heard Jen and Dan coming down the stairs.  I opened the door quickly and
silently closed the door behind me.  The lights remained off and I sat
quietly on the floor.

	*Bang Bang Bang*

	 "Taylor are you in there?"

	I kept quiet.  I still didn't want to talk to them.  As far as I was
concerned they could go fuck themselves.  I listened as Jen and Dan talked
amongst themselves.  They didn't think I was home and were worried as to my
location.  I heard Dan say he'd come check again after everyone got home
from the bar.  The darkness washed over me, and I sat thinking about what
they had done.  I woke up my Powerbook and decided to surf the net for a
while before I'd head to bed.

	After about five minutes of surfing I was bored.  I took off my clothes
and lied down in my bed.  My eyes grew heavy and they eventually closed
surrounding me with darkness.

    *Pervert*

    *Faggot*

    *Queer*

	I snapped out of my sleep.  My body was sweating profusely and I felt so
warm.  I heard knocking on my door and without thinking I got up, turned on
the lights, and opened the door.  My brain screamed out to stop but it was
too late.  I pulled open the door to reveal Dan standing in the doorway.  I
moved to close the door and block his access but he managed to get into the
room before I could close the door.  My heart was pounding.  I backed away
from the door trying to increase the amount of space between us.

	"Are you all right Taylor?"

	I didn't say a word.  I was frozen in place and the pot was wreaking
havoc with my thought processes.  My head was pounding and I felt nauseous.
I felt so dizzy and I was having problems seeing.

	Dan walked towards me and put his arm around my shoulder.  He led me back
to my bed and pulled the blanket over me.  I felt his hand on my forehead,
and saw him turn off the lights.  My eyes closed again and I drifted back
into dreamland.


CHAPTER 5

	I slowly opened my eyes.  The dream had been so real.  I glanced to my
right and noticed Dan sitting in a chair by my bed watching me.  It hadn't
been a dream or had it?  I couldn't remember.  I felt Dan's hand on my
forehead.  his hand felt so cool on my forehead.  I was so hot and I didn't
feel very good.

	"How are you feeling Taylor?"

	"Other than having a major headache, I'm fine.  You look like shit though."

	"So that's the thanks I get for sitting by your bed all night," Dan
replied sarcastically, "I'm glad you're feeling okay though Taylor.  You
had me worried."

	"Sorry."

	"So where'd ya go after you ran out of my room yesterday?"

	"Just drove around a bit.  Ended up at McNally Robinson's megastore.  I
bought a book and then came home around 9.

	"When did you smoke the pot?"

	"What pot?"

	"The pot that I could smell on your clothes."

	I looked into Dan's eyes.  He knew.  He wasn't bluffing.  "Around 9:30."  I looked away from Dan.

	"Have you talked to Jason since you left his place Friday?"

	"No," I replied, "When did Jen tell you that I'm...umm"

	"That you're gay?  A couple of months ago.  She accidentally let it slip
out.  Don't worry though.  I won't tell anyone.  She's been trying to get
you to tell me for a while though."

	"Yeah, she has.  I take it you know all about my adventures with Jason?"

	Dan nodded.  "Jen told me right after she left your room.  Sorry it
turned out that way."

	"It's all right.  I was supposed to call him last night.  I guess I
should call him sometime today."

	"Yeah, you should.  Even if he is underage, you can still be friends."

	"I guess so.  You should go to your room though and get some sleep.  You
look like you could handle four or five hours worth."

	"You sure you're okay?"

	I nodded.  "I'm glad you know about me Dan and that you don't mind."

	"Hey, what are friends for?"  Dan tousled my hair and left the room.

	I lay in bed for another five minutes and then decided that my headache
was screaming for a Tylenol or three.  I rolled out of bed and walked over
to my closet.  After dry swallowing three extra strength Tylenol caplets, I
picked up the phone and dialled Jen's number.  I felt kinda bad about not
talking to her the night before.  The phone was busy.  Now, I'm not a
rocket scientist but I knew that Jen and Dan were talking to each other.  I
hung up the phone and sat down for a moment.  I picked up the phone and
dialled Jason's number.  The phone rang a couple of times and then I heard
someone pick up the phone.

	"Hello."

	"Hello, is Jason there?"

	"Speaking."

	"Hi Jason it's Taylor.  Sorry I didn't call you last night I wasn't
feeling well."

	"That's okay.  Look, can I call you right back?  I have another call on
the line."

	"Oh, sure.  I'll talk to you in a while then.  Bye"

	"Bye"

	I hung up the phone and looked at my desk.  I couldn't remember if I had
any assignments due, but I knew I should do a little studying for an
upcoming test.  I flipped open my computer science text book and began
reading up on the history of the C programming language.  My text book held
my attention for about five minutes before I heard the phone ring.

	"Hello."

	"Hi Taylor."

	"Hi Jason."

	There was a silence on the phone line as Jason and I sat there thinking
about what we wanted to say.  Jason broke the silence first.

	"Taylor I'm sorry I lied to you about my age.  I didn't think it would
matter to you how old I was.  I talked to my dad and he told me why the age
thing could be a big deal.  I didn't know you could go to jail for having
sex with a minor.  If I had known I would've told you."

	"That's all right Jason.  I love you regardless of how old you are.  We
just can't do anything until you are legal."

	"I'm also sorry I made you leave after the movie.  I wasn't sure I could
control myself and I thought you were mad at me."

	"I wasn't mad Jason.  I was just a little upset that you had lied to me
and that your dad caught us, umm...fooling around."

	"Fooling around...that's a good phrase.  What are you doing today?"

	"What am I doing?  I," there was a loud knock at the door, "Just a sec
Jason.  Someone's at my door."

	I got up from the desk and pulled on a pair of sweats.  There was an
insistent pounding on the door.  "Hold your horses," I yelled at the door.

	I pulled open the door and Jennifer walked in and shoved me.  "Why the
hell didn't you call last night.  I was scared you were doing something
dumb."

	"Can we hold this discussion for a couple of minutes?  I've got Jason on
the phone."

	"Oh," Jen smiled at me, "Get back to your phone call.  Pretend I'm not here."

	"Hi Jason.  Sorry about that.  What did you ask?"

	"What are you doing this afternoon?"

	"Oh.  Um, hmm...this afternoon.  Nothing.  I was going to sleep a
little...," I didn't manage to finish my sentence when Jen grabbed the
phone away from me.  Somuch for pretending that she wasn't there.

	"Hi Jason, this is Taylor's friend Jen.  Would you like to go on a double
date to the movies this afternoon?"

	I tried to grab the phone out of Jen's hand to put an end to her attempt
to meet Jason.  She shielded the phone and continued talking to Jason.

	"How about As Good As it Gets?  Dan and I haven't seen it and I don't
think Taylor has seen it either.  Okay, how does the two o'clock show grab
you?  Sounds good.  Taylor will take us.  He's got a car.  Okay, we'll be
there at 1:30.  See you then."

	Once Jen had finished making plans with my boyfriend for the afternoon
she hung up the phone.  "He had to go do a few things before the show.  So
do you and I."

	I smiled at Jen.  "Thanks.  I'm glad that he would like to meet my two
best friends"

	"No problem."

	"Did you ask Dan if he wanted to go to the movie?  He looked really tired
when he left this morning."

	"He caught three or four hours while you were sleeping.  You had him
really worried.  He can sleep some more after we get back from the movie."

	I looked at my watch.  It was 10:00 am.  "Well I guess I should study for
the Comp Sci 330.3 on Wednesday.  So should you.  You didn't do so hot on
the last test."

	"You're one to talk.  You only got a 97%.  What will your mom think if
you don't get a 100% on this exam?"

	"I talked to her.  She tried to run the guilt trip express over me but I
managed to get out of the way of the train."

	"I'm sure your mom isn't as bad as you make her out to be."

	"Puuhlease.  Satan is evil."

	"Whatever.  I'm gonna go do some studying.  I'll see you at 1:00 pm.  And
this time if you go to Dan's room and he's naked, don't run off.  I know
he's big but it's not that scary."

	Jen punched me on the arm as we both started laughing.  I smiled at Jen
and she walked to the door.  "Study hard," she told me.

	"You too.  Call me if you have any questions.  I think I have a firm
handle on the material."

	Jen walked out of the room and pulled the door shut behind her.  I
flipped on my computer and checked my email.  A letter from a friend
brightened my day.  As I read through his adventures I began to feel really
dizzy.  I closed my eyes for a few seconds.  The sensation passed and I
finished reading the letter.  I decided that I wouldn't respond right away
but lie down for a bit.  I walked over to my bed and slipped out of my
clothes.  My semi-hard cock rubbed against my thigh and it felt so good.  I
lied down on my bed and I encouraged my cock to harden.  Once my cock
reached it's full size I began playing with it.  It wasn't as good as the
blow job two nights ago and after a few minutes I realised that I really
wasn't enjoying myself.  I was so horny but dry masturbation wasn't doing
it for me.

	I rolled out of bed and walked over to my closet with my hard on leading
the way.  The urge to use a lubricant came to me but of course I didn't
have any.  I moved several bottles around in my closet and pulled out a
sample pack containing sample size packages of various goods.  Rolling the
package around in my hands and I found what I was looking for.  Hand
lotion.  That would do the trick.  I ripped open the package and pulled out
the tube of hand lotion.  I walked to the bed and lied back down.  I was
about to open the tube when I thought about something.  The lotion would
make a bit of a mess on the sheets.  I grabbed one of my towels and laid it
down on the bed.

	I collapsed onto the bed and opened the mini bottle of hand lotion.  I
squeezed some of the lotion onto my left hand and began to massage it into
my swollen member.  The cool slickness felt so good.  I slowly ran my hand
up and down my prick.  It still wasn't as good as the blow job I had
received two nights ago but it would have to do.  I altered the speed and
force on my cock and groaned.  My balls started to tighten up and I started
pumping my cock as fast and as hard as I could.  My body spasmed and my
balls shot out a wad of sperm skyward.  Immediately after I shot my head
started pounding.  The pain was intense but after a few seconds it
dissipated.  I shook my head.  I had never had an orgasm that had given me
a headache before.

	I looked down at my groin.  The lotion was visible on my now softening
cock and I could see drops of my sperm intermixed with the white lotion.  I
slid my hand over the glans of my cock.  It wasn't as sensitive as it
usually was after I masturbated.  I continued playing with my cock and it
responded by getting hard again.  I started masturbating again.  My hand
slid up and down the length of my cock.  My heart was racing and I could
feel the blood course through my veins.  My right hand ran over my chest
and I tweaked my nipples.  They were erect and I gently pinched them.  I
moaned quietly at the self induced pleasure that I was feeling.  Some clear
precum oozed out of the piss slit of my cock and I ran my index finger
through it.  I mixed the precum in with the lotion that was making the
experience almost religious.  My breathing was hard and I could feel my
seed preparing to burst through the dam and head for the surface.  My left
hand began pounding up and down my cock and I groaned loudly as I felt my
second orgasm in thirty minutes overtake me.

	The bliss from the orgasm was quickly replaced by a dull pounding that I
could feel in my head.  It quickly intensified and then just as quickly
dissipated as my heart stopped racing.  I decided that the weird reactions
that I was getting from an orgasm were due to the pot I had smoked.  I made
a conscious decision to stop smoking pot.  I really didn't like what it was
doing to me.

	I sat up in my bed and cleaned off my torso with the towel that I had
been lying on.  After I had removed most of the lube and sperm I tossed it
into my laundry basket and gathered my things up for a shower.

	After a quick hot shower, I finished getting ready to go to the movie.
It was only noon but I was hungry.  I didn't really feel like the breakfast
buffet the cafeteria would undoubtedly provide, so I grabbed my wallet and
walked over to Louis Pub.  After ordering some chicken fingers and a coke,
I sat down on one of the couches and listened to the tunes.  They were
playing a mix of depressing slow tunes and a bunch of indie bands that I
enjoyed.  I finished my lunch and looked at my watch.  The hands told me
that it was twelve thirty.  I got off of the couch and walked out of the
pub.  I needed to kill some time and I didn't know what I wanted to do.
The walk back to my rez room consumed two minutes of my surplus time.  I
didn't want to start studying with only twenty-eight minutes left.  A small
assignment that was due on Wednesday came to mind, and I thought I could
get it done quickly.  It shouldn't take long to do.  My text book and my
notes  were sitting on a shelf and it took me a few seconds to look up the
questions that I had to do.  I worked my way through the questions and was
just finishing the last one when I heard a knock at my door.

	"Come in," I yelled.

	Jen and Dan walked in.  Dan looked a lot better now that he had showered.
Jen had a big smile on her face.

	"You ready to go?  We want to meet your boytoy, you cradle robber you,"
Jen told me.

	I closed my text books and my note book.  "Let's go," I said as I grabbed
my keys.

	I pulled the door shut behind me and we walked over to Z lot where the
rezzies got to park there cars.  We made small talk as we walked across
College drive and when I came to the car I checked to make sure that
everything was all right.  Vandals had a field day messing with cars in Z
lot as campus security didn't send patrols through the area as often as
they should.  Once I was sure everything was all right I jumped into the
driver's seat and opened the passenger's door from the inside.

	Jen crawled into the backseat of my car while Dan sat shotgun with me in
the front.  I backed the car out and drove over to Jason's house.  He was
sitting on the steps waiting for us.  After I had stopped the car, Dan
hopped out of the front seat and let Jason into the back.  I put the car
into gear and drove to the Cineplex where they were showing As Good as it
Gets.  Dan bought tickets for himself and Jen.  I walked up to the wicket
and asked for two adult tickets.  I handed Jason his ticket and we walked
into the theatre together.

	The four of us got seats together in the middle of the theatre and we
talked amongst ourselves.  Jen was pumping Jason for all sorts of
information, and I was feeling kind of embarrassed.  I leaned over to Jason
and told him that he didn't need to answer any of Jen's questions that he
didn't want to answer.  He turned his head and placed a quick kiss on my
cheek.  He reassured me that he didn't mind, and told me that I would get
to answer all of his friends questions.  I blushed after receiving the
kiss.  I was lucky though, the lights dimmed so Jen and Dan couldn't see
that I was blushing.  The movie began and we all stopped talking and
started watching the movie.  Nothing sexual between me and Jason happened
during the movie, which was a relief to me.

	When the movie finally ended, we all stood up and stretched.  We walked
out of the theatre talking about the movie.  We all agreed that Jack
Nicholson's performance had been outstanding.  As we walked back to my car,
Jen asked if we wanted to do something else.

	"What did you have in mind?"  Jason asked as he slipped into the back seat.

	"I don't know," Jen replied, "There are four of us.  Surely we can figure
out something to do."

	"How about coffee somewhere?"  Dan asked.

	We all nodded in agreement and I drove the car to a coffee shop.  They
weren't busy and after we all ordered our specialty coffees we sat down in
the comfy chairs and talked quietly amongst ourselves.  Jason asked Jen and
Dan a bunch of questions.  I sat content drinking my coffee and staring at
Jason.

	The sunlight was pouring through the windows, and I was spellbound by the
effect it was having on Jason's features.  He looked so beautiful in the
light and my cock started growing in anticipation of further activities
with this beauty.  Further activities that I knew were strictly verboten
until he was eighteen.  I sighed quietly to myself.  I had gone 23 years
without having sex with another person.  I could last another 29 days.  I
had the rest of my life in front of me.  At least 20 years of which were
going to be filled with sex if I had my way.

	After we had all finished our coffees, Jason told me that he had to be
getting home for supper.  We walked back to the car in the beautiful autumn
sun.  There wasn't any wind and although it was cool, the sun was still
providing enough warmth to go without jackets.  I opened the driver side
door and then unlocked the passenger side door.  Everyone piled into the
car and I headed for the University bridge.  As we crossed the bridge I
asked Jason what he was doing later this week.

	"Um..., I have an Algebra test on Thursday that I have to study for, but
after that my time is free.  How about you?"

	"I've got a Comp Sci test on...," I started and then stopped just as
quickly.  When was my Comp Sci test?  I couldn't remember.

	"Wednesday," Jen said.

	"Yeah, Wednesday.  And then I have my business law class on Thursday
night.  What are you doing Friday?"  I asked Jason now that my train of
thought was back on track.

	"Nothing.  How about I call you a little later this week and we can make
firmer plans?"

	"Sounds good to me."  I pulled up in front of Jason's house and got out
of my seat to let Jason out.  After Jason got out of the car he stood in
front of me looking into my eyes.  He ran his fingers over my cheek and
then he pulled my face down to his and our lips met.  We kissed gently for
what seemed like an eternity.  Finally Jason pulled back and broke the link
between our lips.  "What's your Dad going to say Jason?"

	"Nothing.  I already asked if we could kiss.  He said there was no
problem as long as it didn't go any further.  But have a good night.  I'll
call you later."

	I smiled at Jason.  "I'll be waiting for your call.  But maybe you should study for your test so your dad doesn't think I am a bad influence on you."

	Jason laughed and ran his fingers down my arm before he turned towards
the door.  He walked up the stairs and waved at me before disappearing into
the house.  I stood for a moment thinking about Jason.  I crawled back into
the car and was met by two smiling faces.

	"He's cute Taylor," Jen told me as I did up my seat belt.

	"What, you aren't going to take him on the hood of the car?" Dan added
with a laugh.  Jen smacked him upside the head and threw him a dirty look.

	"It's all right Jen," I said as I drove away from the house, "I would
definitely take him on the hood of the car with you two watching...once he
is eighteen.  But only if he asked me to."

	"That's quite all right.  We really don't need to see that," Dan said
with a laugh, "But you guys do make a cute couple.  I hope he makes you
happy."

	"He does, he does," I said as I turned up the tunes.  We in silence as
Our Lady Peace sang there newest single "Superman's Dead".  We arrived back
at the university fairly quickly as the traffic was light on a Sunday
night.  I parked the car and looked at my watch.  It was 6:15 pm.

	"Fuck, the cafeteria is closed," I said.

	"You guys up for pizza?" Jen asked as we crossed College Drive.

	"Sounds good to me," Dan replied, "How about you Taylor?"

	I nodded my head.  "Little Chicago's then?"

	"Of course," Jen said as she tickled Dan on the side, "They have the best
pizza in the city."

	We walked over to my room which was the biggest of the three.  I called
Little Chicago's and ordered our pizzas.  Jen and Dan had plopped
themselves down in front of my TV and had flipped on Fox.

	"X-Files will be on in about 35 minutes," Jen announced, "And it's gonna
be a new one."

	We ate our pizzas and watched as Mulder and Sculley got involved in
another bizarre case.  After the show was over Jen and Dan both said they
had to go do some homework, and said good night to me.  I sat watching TV
for a few more minutes, then decided that I should do some studying.  I sat
reading my text book, but I was having trouble getting into the subject and
I was getting a bad headache from the small type in the text book.  I
closed my text and woke up my Powerbook.  I wrote an email for my friend
and fired it off.  I hadn't received any new mail, so I surfed the net for
awhile.  There was nothing interesting or new posted so I closed my
connection to the net.

	A short time later the phone rang.  It was Jason.  We talked for awhile.
He had enjoyed the afternoon and thought that Jen and Dan were both really
cool.  He wanted me to meet his friends that knew he was gay.  He invited
me to come over to his house on Friday to watch movies with them.  I
thought for a couple seconds.  I wasn't sure that I wanted to get in a
situation where we weren't in public.  Jason sensed my uneasiness and
reassured me that we wouldn't be alone.  He felt the same way and was going
to make sure that at least one of his friends was going to arrive before me
to make sure that we weren't alone.  I told Jason that I would love to meet
his friends and that I would see him Friday.


CHAPTER 6

	I managed to survive the week just barely.  My exam hadn't gone as well
as I had hoped.  I didn't think I would get over 95%.  But I didn't care.
I was going to be seeing Jason and his friends at the end of the week and
that excited me and made me very nervous.

	By Friday night I was an emotional wreck.  Jason had told me to come over
at 7:00 pm for pizza and movies.  My clock held my attention all afternoon
and finally I decided that I should get going.  I walked out to the parking
lot and paused for a second.  My car wasn't where I had parked it.  I was
about to head back to my room to call the cops when I caught sight of a car
that looked like mine.  I walked over to the car and realised it was mine.
I shook my head.  I had been getting forgetful.  "Alzheimer's Disease," I
muttered to myself with a smile on my face.

	I got in the car and drove over to Jason's house.  There was another car
in the driveway and I parked on the street.  I slowly got out of the car
locking the door behind me.  I stood by my car for a few moments just
looking at the house.  I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell.  The
door opened instantly to reveal a tall buxom girl.

	"Hi Taylor.  I'm Erin.  I was wondering how long you were gonna stand
outside looking at the house."

	"Hi Erin.  I am just a little nervous to meet uhh Jason's friends."

	Erin grabbed my arm and led me up the stairs to Jason's room.  "Don't
worry about us.  We are mostly harmless.  But has anyone ever told you are
really cute?"

	"He's not cute Erin, he's a stud and he's all mine," Jason said as he
walked out of the bathroom.

	"You little sex fiend.  I'll leave you two alone for a couple of
seconds...but no funny stuff.  That means leave the pants on."  Erin winked
at us and walked into the bedroom closing the door behind her.

	"I missed you...," I began and then I could no longer talk as Jason
kissed me.  His tongue flicked over mine and he wrapped his arms around my
back.  I reciprocated and pulled Jason closer to me.

	"I missed you too," Jason told me as he ground his crotch into mine.

	"Hey, none of that," I whispered, "I don't need to be sporting a hard on
when I meet your friends."

	"Why not?  I think it's cute.  I'm sure Erin and Kim would like to see
it.  The only one who I'm sure wouldn't want to see is John.  But don't
worry.  He's not homophobic, he's just straight."

	Just then the door opened and this very tall, very thin boy opened the
door and looked at me.  "If you two are finished fondling and kissing each
other can we eat.  I'm starved.  Oh, by the way I'm John, so you must be
Taylor."  He put out his hand to shake mine and I found his grip to be very
strong.

	"Hi, John."

	"John leave those two alone," I heard a voice yell out from the bedroom,
"You'd think you were hoping to see them having sex."

	"Hey Kim you don't have to yell, besides they are probably done," John
yelled back into the room before he turned to Jason and I.  "You are done
right, cause if you aren't I'll let you two finish."

	"We're done," Jason said as he took my hand and led me into his room.
Erin and Kim were sitting on the couch in front of the TV.  Kim got up from
the couch and walked towards me.

	"Hi, I'm Kim," said the short perky blond as she took my hand, "Jason's
told us a lot about you."

	"All good I hope," I said with a smile.

	"Definitely," Kim said, "But you guys should be a little more careful.
Getting caught by Jason's dad is not very smart."

	I blushed as I remembered what had happened in the room only a week ago.
It also got me a little aroused, but my hard on didn't show through my
pants.  Jason and I sat down beside each other in front of the couch and
the five of us started eating the pizzas.  After we finished scarfing down
the pizza, we turned off the lights and started watching the first movie.
After the first movie finished Jason got up and changed the tapes.  He
walked back from the VCR and kicked my legs apart.  I looked up at him and
he told me to spread my legs.  I spread my legs and he sat down on the
floor between my legs and leaned against my chest.  I wrapped my arms
around him and we started watching the next movie.

	I felt so comfortable with Jason leaning against me, but to my surprise I
didn't get aroused.  I was so comfortable just holding onto Jason and soon
both he and I fell asleep.  I felt a hand on my shoulder and my eyes
fluttered open.  It was Erin's hand that had awakened me.

	"You two look so cute sitting there together, but the movie is over and
the three of us have to go."

	"Oh," I replied, "I'll wake him."

	I blew into Jason's ear and then started kissing his neck.  "Jason, the
movie is over and your friends are going home."

	Jason stood up and said good bye to his friends.  I got up and followed
the four high school students down the stairs.  We all said goodbye to each
other and Erin whispered in my ear that she was glad Jason had found
someone like me who made him happy.  I smiled at her and wished her
pleasant dreams.  After Kim, Erin, and John had left, I looked at Jason.

	"I guess I should get going," I said as I took Jason's hand into my own,
"I have to do my laundry tomorrow and if I'm not up by six am there is a
huge line up for the four machines.

	"Why don't you come over tomorrow morning, say 10 am, and you and I can
do our laundry together?"

	"I couldn't do that.  I've got four loads of laundry to do."

	"That's not a problem.  Come on.  I want to see you again."

	"I want to see you too.  Is your dad going to be home?"

	"Yeah, all day.  Nothing will happen.  Come on please."  Jason gave me
the puppy dog eyes and I almost relented on the spot.  I made one final
excuse as to why I shouldn't do my laundry at Jason's house.

	"Are you sure your dad won't mind?"

	"Nope.  He wants to meet you and talk with the two of us a little bit.
About us.  When we aren't caught giving each other blow jobs."

	I smiled to myself.  I leaned over and started kissing Jason.  I glanced
up at the top of the stairs and caught sight of Jason's dad watching us.  I
moved to break off the kiss when he waved at me and walked back towards his
room.  I finished my kiss with Jason and turned towards the door.  "Till
tomorrow my love."

	"Till tomorrow Taylor, good night."

	I walked out to my car.  What a difference a week had made.  The last
time I had left this house I had felt so alone.  Now I felt like I
belonged.  That my life was more complete.  And I had never felt better.

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